Protesting Turns to Rioting and Looting; Brooke is a Teenager!

I haven't been out walking in the cemetery since way before our mission. The days following Memorial Day felt like a great time to walk around and see the decorations on the graves. 

Some of the headstones are very unique--like this home plate. 

Not quite sure what the flat boulder is doing there. No writing appears anywhere on it. 

The section where the babies are buried is always a tender sight.

Rebecca has continued to sew sacks and sacks and sacks of masks. She has now completed 1,000 masks. Will she stop there...???

San Franciscans are now required to wear masks as soon as they step outside. Who are these masked adventurers???

As much as we appreciate the loan of our friend's scooter, I decided a second, lighter scooter would be helpful. We keep the big, heavy scooter upstairs in our room and use this new one for the main floor and for going on outings. 

I should say going on an outing because Glen has only gone on one outing. More about that later.

We had our traditional Sunday photo session and I noticed it looks like Glen doesn't have a left leg, so we did "take two" of the picture.

Sarah shared Lincoln's request for the day, "I need to wear a bow tie so I can look like a president." 

I asked what president he has seen wearing a bow tie. Herein lies the answer.

We have been sickened by all the rioting going on in various big cities. 

It started out as a protest for Black Lives Matter after the death of a black man by a white police officer.

Things quickly escalated out of control and the protesting turned into rioting. 

Buildings and cars were on fire, stores were being looted, police officers were being abused by rocks, bottles and bricks being thrown at them. It was mayhem and scary to watch.

Our hearts were so saddened when we learned rioting was going on in our very own city--Salt Lake City. We got this notice on our phones informing us of a curfew in place for the evening hours. 

It feels like we are still in the thick of figuring out the COVID-19 pandemic and now throw rioting and looting into the mix and it just seems like way too much! 

Ben's family came up on Monday to take a turn mowing our lawn. We were so appreciative of the help!! 

I did some weeding while Ben mowed and while Haley chased after Kade.

Glen happily showed Kade his new scooter and took him for a ride on it.

One trip around the house with Kade and Glen was exhausted.

Kade moved from the scooter to the piano. He is great at playing the keys with his two pointer fingers.

Several days this week I walked in a neighborhood overlooking the Eagle Ridge Swim and Tennis Club.

Yesterday was Glen's post-op appointment. When I made his appointment, I was told they didn't really want me there if Glen could get himself there unassisted. 

This was Glen's one and only outing thus far. He got himself down our stairs to the car wearing his peg-leg. The scooter was in the back of the car for him when we got to the doctor's building. He tried out how he could do driving and he did great. It was at that point I wondered why I had even gone with him at all.

He got out of the car and hopped to the back of the car where he pulled out the scooter. Then he was off on his way into the building--very independent I might add.

Since the cemetery was just a few blocks from the doctor's office, I decided to walk around there while waiting for Glen.

The doctor took off the splint cast and removed all the bloody bandaging. Glen said he was very impressed with how large the incisions are on the top of his foot and around the outer side of his ankle. A smaller incision is on his inner heel where the bone graft came from. 

Here's where I (and I am sure anyone reading this) wish I had been able to go to the appointment with him. I asked if Glen took a photo of his nasty-looking foot and he said he didn't even think about it. WHAT??!!??

Rest assured, if I had been there, I would have totally thought about taking a photo so I could share it with everyone!!

I will just have to be content capturing a photo of his bruised toes with his toenail-less big toe coming out of his new hard cast. That's probably gross enough for most people anyway.

It was Brooke's birthday that day, so we decided to have a Texas Roadhouse-style celebration. YEE HAW!! 

Glen had Brooke pretend his scooter was a saddle and she sat on it while we sang Happy Birthday to her. YEE HAW!!!

Brooke is very pleased she is now a teenager.